It was already dark, and the east courtyard of Qiuhushan Villa was brightly lit with candles.
"The old slave is incompetent in teaching his son, and he is not able to manage the villa, which is why he caused this disaster. The old slave has failed the master's trust and is filled with shame. He has no shame to stay and serve the master and the young master." Fan Xicheng knelt in front of the hall.
, crying with runny nose and tears, he resigned and left the villa.
Han Qian stood aside, looking at his father Han Daoxun's uncertain face under the candlelight. He knew that his father Han Daoxun had no people around him to take advantage of, and he absolutely did not want to see Fan Xicheng, his family soldier who had been with him for many years, leave like this - Fan Xicheng
Unlike other family soldiers, he had redeemed his status by accumulating military merit in his early years, and he was still free to go and stay. Currently, he stayed with Han Daoxun and was regarded as a retainer.
"It's my fault for this matter - if Qian'er hadn't been willful and agreed to let the tenants go hunting in the mountains without consulting Mr. Fan, today's trouble would never have been caused. Mr. Fan was not at fault in the slightest, and it's Qian'er who is to blame.
The son is too willful - it's just that things have already happened. If the Han family uses lynching, it will harm the reputation of the father. The father often said that the country is dangerous, and one must act on thin ice and not act carelessly. Mr. Fan is heartbroken when he loses his son, and Dahei loses his brotherly love.
Tsk, I didn’t want things to go wrong again and again, so I said some extreme words to Mr. Fan, but that’s not what I thought in my heart.” Han Qian made a “click” sound, threw himself on the stone floor, knelt down and regretted it.
, the stone floor was so hard that it hurt his knees. He cursed in his heart, and then he bit the bullet and said what he had planned for a long time.
When Han Qian said this, not to mention Han Daoxun, Fan Xicheng also looked stunned. He really had thousands of grievances in his heart and could not express them for a while.
What can he tell?
Tell him that he is loyal and has no intention of usurping the land?
Han Qiandu said that he deliberately said such words in public, just because he didn't want them to do something wrong again when they were excited. That was not his intention.
Tell us that the incident started when the young master Han Qian privately made a willful and arbitrary promise to the tenants to go hunting in the mountains. Is it wrong?
Han Qiandu admitted that it was his fault.
Wasn't Fan Wucheng responsible for the whole thing because he didn't take the young master Han Qian's words into consideration at all and was eager to drive the Zhao family and his son out of the farm?
Fan Xicheng, what else can he say?
Even if he said farewell at this time, it would appear that Fan Xicheng ignored the kindness of the family leader and was ignorant.
Han Daoxun also looked at his son in surprise. He had a stubborn temper that he couldn't control. Now he knew he had admitted his mistake?
I don’t know why Han Qian changed his gender, but Han Daoxun was so full of reprimands that he couldn’t even say them out.
As a father, what I hate most about my son is not his lack of learning and skill, but his lack of repentance.
Han Qian knew he had made mistakes, and he knew how to make amends after the incident, and did not let things go wrong again and again. What else could Han Daoxun do to reprimand him?
"Look at the bad things you've caused! Kneel down and reflect for me."
In order to comfort Fan Xicheng, Han Daoxun still kept a straight face and asked Han Qian to continue kneeling there. Then he helped Fan Xicheng up with a look of regret and said,
"Wu Cheng is a good boy, he is kind and talented. I have also thought about taking this boy into my lap. When something like this happens, my heartache is not as bad as yours..."
Han Qian was still full of doubts about how Fan Wucheng could collude with Yao Xishui to harm him. After hearing this, he thought that the root of the problem might lie in this.
Regardless of whether this is a way for his father Han Daoxun to win people's hearts, if Fan Wucheng has ever heard such words, it is normal for him to have the delusion that he will replace him after he dies of a sudden illness. It is no wonder that there is an uncontrollable aloofness in his eyebrows, even if
If he hadn't been bribed by Wan Honglou, he would have deserved to die.
Although Fan Xicheng was extremely bitter in his heart and still had a hard time getting over it, the head of the family, Han Daoxun, had already said this and he had no choice but to say anything else. After all, the whole matter was still in Wucheng itself.
Even he had the nerve to accept the young master Han Qian's promise to bring the tenants into the mountains, but Wu Cheng couldn't bear it and wanted to drive the Zhao family away, but he was careless and shot dead by the young Zhao Wuji.
Fan Xicheng killed many people in his early years, and his hands were stained with blood. As he got older, his temperament also weakened. Today, he asked the young master Han Qian to go through so much trouble. He had no intention of revenge for his adopted son Fan Wucheng, thinking that maybe Wu Cheng was destined to be like this.
"Wucheng is a member of the Han family after all. After the county government closes the case, you will go and get his body back and bury it in a feng shui treasured place in the back mountain." Han Daoxun didn't want to get entangled in Fan Wucheng's matter anymore, but there should be
will also be expressed.
"Thank you, Master." Fan Xicheng said.
"That little bastard Zhao Wuji should be asked to observe filial piety in front of Wu Cheng's grave, and we can't be too easy on these untouchables. Otherwise, these people really don't take my Han family seriously!" Han Qian knelt on the ground and said.
Han Daoxun originally didn't want to be troubled, and after thinking about this incident, he expelled Zhao Laoguan, Zhao Wuji, his son and their family from the farm. But after hearing what his son Han Qian said, he asked Fan Xicheng: "If you think it's okay, then send a letter to Liu
Yuan, I believe he will give me this little face to the Han family..."
Fan Xicheng didn't want to see the Zhao family and his son again, but Han Qian, the young master, had already spoken first. How could he say "no"?
"The old slave will take Zhao Kuo and the others to the county to bring back Wucheng's body," Fan Xicheng said.
"Go..." Han Daoxun motioned to Fan Xicheng and the others to go do some business first. He still had something to say to his son Han Qian.
"..."
Han Qian knelt down, his knees were sore and numb, and he cursed in his stomach. He peeked at his father, Han Daoxun, frowning under the candlelight. He didn't know what worries were weighing on his heart. He was obviously hesitant to say something.
Said this unscrupulous man.
"The third prince who has just been conferred the title of Marquis of Linjiang is already thirteen years old and is not suitable to live in the palace for a long time. He will move to live outside the palace someday. At that time, four ministers' sons will also be selected to accompany them to the Linjiang Marquis Mansion——
You will also come to read with His Highness when the time comes..." Han Daoxun sighed bitterly and sat in front of the candle and said.
Han Qian was shocked when he heard this. He was no longer familiar with the affairs of the palace. He also knew that people like Yao Xishui tried their best to kill him and faked his death due to sudden illness. This was probably related to this matter. Someone didn't want him to accompany the third prince?
Seeing the sad look on his father Han Daoxun's face, Han Qian knew that his father Han Daoxun did not want him to accompany the third prince as he did not want him to cause trouble. Wan Honglou did not hesitate to try his best to create the illusion that he died of a sudden illness, which was obviously not the case.
For the sake of his old Han family...
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It is said that the third prince Linjiang Hou chose a day to leave the palace, but he has not left the palace at this time. As one of the four ministers' sons appointed by the queen, Han Qian has no need to come to Linjiang Hou Mansion at this time and will continue to stay in the palace for the time being.
Cultivate your moral character in the villa.
Although Han Qian was unusually angry when something like this happened in the villa this time, he was not so angry that he had angina. However, Han Daoxun stayed at the villa for three days and was still full of worries when he returned to the city after Fan Wucheng's funeral.
It is often said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Han Daoxun also felt like walking on thin ice in the court. He had no idea what would happen if Han Qian came to accompany the third prince, Linjiang Marquis.
However, it is a great honor for the son of a minister to study with the prince, and there will be corresponding rewards. Naturally, Han Daoxun cannot refuse.
Han Qian watched his father Han Daoxun's carriage, escorted by two family soldiers, turning out of the mountain road. Then he and Fan Xicheng reined in the horse and returned to the villa, surrounded by Zhao Kuo and other family soldiers.
Han Qian was not complacent about having the opportunity to study with the prince.
No matter how arrogant and ignorant he is, he still knows that studying with the prince is not a good job.
Before he could accompany the third prince, Marquis Linjiang, the forces behind the scenes did not hesitate to use the chess piece Yao Xishui to poison him, trying to create the illusion that he died of a sudden illness. Could this be a good thing?
Compared to this, he would rather escape back to Xuanzhou, live happily as a son of a noble family, and wait for the death of Emperor Tianyou in four years.
However, even if he could refuse the hard work of accompanying the prince to study, the biggest flaw in Wan Honglou's deep-rooted conspiracy lies in him. Is it possible for him to escape from the protection of his family soldiers and escape to Xuanzhou alive?
Of course, Han Qian didn't think about telling all this to his father.
If you tell me, who will believe it?
Besides, Wan Honglou dares to plot against the third prince Yang Yuanpu. Who knows how powerful the forces behind them are and how deep their layout is?
If all this is exposed and exposed at this time, who knows whether they will be forced to jump over the wall and kill him and his father?
Han Qian resisted the urge to call his father and reveal everything.
Seeing Fan Xicheng riding a thin horse in front towards the villa, he was as depressed as if he had been seriously ill, and his energy and energy were much worse than before. Han Qian's expression cheered up slightly, and he thought of a sentence from the dream world:
"Fighting against humans brings endless joy; fighting against heaven brings endless joy..."
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. No matter how ruthless Wan Honglou is, he is still a human being.
At that moment, Han Qian didn't care what Fan Xicheng was thinking and just asked Zhao Kuo to accompany him to the back mountain.
After the villa, we passed through a dense forest with narrow roads and steep terrain, and then the terrain was a little more open. A slope was surrounded by a mountain col, and a new tomb stood alone under a century-old tree that could only be hugged by two people.
A simple thatched hut was built next to the grave. The young Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged in the hut with an arrogant expression, with a black cloud bow across his knees.
A thin girl wearing linen clothes was putting the dishes that young Zhao Wuji had eaten cleanly into a bamboo basket. When she saw Han Qian and Zhao Kuo coming up the mountain, the girl boldly looked here several times and waited.
Han Qian and the others approached and then lowered their heads.
"..." Han Qian looked at Zhao Wuji's sister.
Although they lowered their heads, they could see Zhao Ting'er's palm-sized little face below. It was as clean as a mountain spring. Under the long eyelashes, his eyes were as lively as stars in the night sky. It was hard to imagine how beautiful the mountains and fields were.
She can have such beauty - but she is too thin and her body is too thin, which makes her look a bit unattractive.
Of course, Han Qian also wondered if it was because he had been in the villa for too long that he felt that the girl in the mountains was actually quite good.
Young Zhao Wuji stood up, holding the Black Cloud Bow and kneeling down in front of Han Qian to thank him for saving his life.
"You don't have the intention to kneel down in your heart, and you are not a person who bows your head and kneels down, so why bother yourself?" Han Qian smiled and let the young Zhao Wuji stand there and speak.
Young Zhao Wuji's eyes showed gratitude as he handed over the Black Cloud Bow: "My father said this bow is too expensive. Shouldn't Wuji accept such a heavy gift from the young master?"
"Your father probably said that this bow is unlucky. If it hadn't been for this bow, he wouldn't have caused such trouble, right?"
Han Qian smiled inwardly, put his hands behind his hands and said,
"If it weren't for this bow, even if you weren't sent to the county government for punishment, you would still be driven out of the farm and homeless. Are you really willing to do that?"
"..." The young man Zhao Wuji looked up at Han Qian, his eyes slightly confused, but no one could notice that the young girl Zhao Ting'er's eyes were shining brightly when she looked at the ground.
"If you think that your family should be expelled, then return this black cloud bow to me. If you are unwilling, then you can keep this black cloud bow. If any evil slave dares to do so in the future,
If you come to seize the place where your father, son, sister and brother are standing, you can use this bow to kill them!" Han Qian said.
After hearing Han Qian's words, the young Zhao Wuji's eyes became firm, and his still somewhat immature hands grasped the Black Cloud Bow tighter.
After hearing what Han Qian said, Zhao Kuo sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that the young master had really intended to kill Fan Wucheng with the help of young Zhao Wuji from the beginning. He had really made a mistake before.
Seeing the young master Han Qian turn around and look over, Zhao Kuo lowered his head and avoided the young master Han Qian's sharp eyes that could kill.
"Zhao Kuo, please retreat first. I want to teach Zhao Wuji an arrow technique." Han Qian said to Zhao Kuo.
"Yes!" Zhao Kuo bowed humbly and retreated to the forest below, but did not leave too far to show that he still had to fulfill his duty of personally protecting the young master Han Qian.
"I'm not good at archery, but I have a good master who taught me some archery skills when I was young. I can't practice any superb archery skills. It might be useful to teach it to you," Han Qian said, and then told me about the archery skills he had in Chuzhou that year.
At that time, the old Taoist taught him the arrow technique to the young Zhao Wuji, "Put your hands on the bow in front of you, towering trees stand in the wilderness, the space is right like the full moon, the big shape is full and round, the spirit is calm again, and the whole body is turbulent...
"
Han Qian had been idle for too long. No matter how powerful Shi Gong Quan and this arrow technique were, he did not expect to become the top expert in the world in three or four years.
And if the young man in front of him, Zhao Wuji, can really be used for himself, he may be more trustworthy than old men like Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo.
"I want you to keep filial piety in front of Fan Wucheng's grave. It's not someone else's intention to humiliate you. In fact, it's my suggestion. You shouldn't even be able to bear this humiliation. You can patiently study your archery skills here.
I will teach you Shi Gong Quan again," Han Qian said, "Besides, do you know how to read?"
"I don't know!" said the young Zhao Wuji.
"It's okay to be illiterate," Han Qian touched his chin and said, "You don't have to be very sophisticated to be literate, but you need to be able to read well - let's do this, I will stay in the villa for a few days, and during these days, you will spend every day
Come down to the east courtyard early in the morning and I will teach you how to read. If anyone dares to stop you, you know what to do."
"Wuji will never dare or forget Young Master's order." Young Zhao Wuji said firmly.
Han Qian nodded with satisfaction, said goodbye to Zhao Ting'er, Zhao Wuji and his brother and sister, and went down the mountain proudly.
